Chapter 58-

Alright, for everyone who is lost, Order is a relative of Chaos. Chaos and he supposedly have always been at odds with each other. Order sometimes is known as a force and other times, as a primordial. He usually will take control of another being instead of appearing in his 'godly' form. It's a little confusing, but I hope this cleared that up. I am very sorry for those I confused, it was never my intention.

As for the Fates, well you'll see in the next few chapters ;).

Thank you to RockRoy for letting me know of the confusion. As I have said before, I don't edit this piece of writing as much as I would an original. Sometimes I might get a little off track and I need you guys to help meJ. That's where feedback and reviews come in. Don't sit confused! Let me know!

Three days. That's how long they'd been in this camp. Already, Percy had bruises and whip lashes, but so did every other demigod here. She didn't recognize most of them, they were all under twelve years of age.

"Percy?" Will's voice was raspy and she turned to look at him. The cages were crudely built and they could see each other through a crack in the wall if they sat in the very back. "We need to get out of here." He coughed and Percy shuddered. Will had taken everything worse than her. The cruelty and pain around him was almost too much for him to bear.

"I'm thinking, I promise I'll get us out." His eyes pleaded with her and she almost cried. Will hadn't been through half the stuff she had, which meant he was much weaker.

"Think harder, please." He whispered "There's a few little kids over here that look awful." Percy nodded just as the bars of her cage clanged, making her jump.

"Having a nice holiday, are we?" There was only one male captor and Percy was pretty sure of who he was.

"What do you want?" she growled, standing up and leaning against the bars, staring him in the eye.

"You." He grinned, she could see it through his mask, "Your power." He corrected after a moment.

"You want to be a queen?" she grinned "How cute." She heard a cough and knew Will was silently laughing in his cell.

"Come with me." The man opened the door and yanked her forward, dragging her by the hair. They stopped at the whipping post and he began shackling her hands above her head. Percy didn't have a shirt anymore; that had been taken away the first day. Now she only had tattered jeans and a bloody sports bra.

"You're crazy." She muttered, looking up at the rusty shackles that tightened around her hands. The man laughed and took a handful of her air, pulling himself close, he whispered into her ear.

"Am I?" he questioned "Have you ever thought about something?" is voice was very quiet now "I killed your mother, I killed your stepfather, I killed so, so many, Persephone." He chuckled "All to get to you."

"Well you didn't, did you?" she growled, turning to glare at him. The man studied her face for a moment, then shook his head.

"No, but maybe today will be my lucky day. I've learned that killing is merciful, Persephone Jackson." He tilted his head and stepped back "Look around you." Percy looked around and gasped. Every single cage was empty, but the shackles that lines the concrete wall were filled with young demigods. They stared in horror at their captors, their eyes begged Persephone to help them. "I will torture them, Persephone. I will break you."

"Gods of Olympus, give me strength to do what I must." She mentally prayed the words, even though there had been no answers. Blood and ichor dripped down her arms, and she shuddered. Leaning her head against the post, she closed her eyes and listened.

At first there was just the subtly gasp or whimper, but gradually, they built up. Percy began to shiver as she felt the pain and suffering of others wash over her. It was a haze of pain that no demigod could last long in. Percy gasped and tears streamed down her face, she struggled against the chains binding her.

She let her aura go at that point, when the fiery inside her had built so far up, she felt ready to explode. A second of pain flared in her mind, but it was almost as if the boundaries that kept them from using their powers had shattered. Suddenly, power was the only thing on her mind. Skin crawling with energy, the shackles shattered and she spun to face her captors. Battle frenzy drove her mind mad with rage and she used it against them.

"Order." She growled his name "Let. Them. Go." She stepped towards him, feeling the air crackly with electricity. Flames cackled to life around them and out of the corner of her eye, she saw waves rising through the trees.

Horror. That was what covered Order's face as he turned towards her. Percy twisted her hands and the shackles of each demigod broke, turning to face Will, she bowed her head.

"Go, get them to the gods!" she was calm though, in the midst of the battle fever, because she knew what she had to do. Order's energy had begun to rage around them, battling with hers. They stood less than ten feet apart, yet never approached one another. It was a battle of power, of spirit, and Percy knew it would take everything she had.

Minutes seemed to turn into hours as their powers battles each other. Persephone saw that Order was beginning tire. Percy was relying on the energy in the water though, and even that was running out.

"If you continue, you will kill yourself." The voice appeared in the back of her head, and Percy lost control for a moment.

"He cannot win." She growled, trying to shove the being out of her head. An irritated feeling flowed through her and once again, it spoke.

"To make one as old as Order fade, you'll have to give up your soul." This really made her waver. Order saw it and grinned fiercely, thinking he was beginning to win.

"What do you mean?" she questioned, focusing on the voice now. A hazy form filled her mind and Percy felt slight peace overcome her.

"I mean your soul will not go to Hades. It will become one with the universe. You'll never be raised as a god. You'll have no thoughts, no feelings, nothing." Percy thought hard as the being said this. She thought about the ones she loved and her enemies. She thought of the battles she'd won and lost. She thought of everything in those few seconds.

"I must do this. He cannot be allowed to live." She whispered this out loud. The peace that had been subtly now ruled over her body. She knew this was the right choice. This was the destiny she chose for herself.

"Persephone Jackson, you have the most pure and beautiful soul. I have never seen one like it and I doubt I ever will again." It paused "Good bye, Persephone Jackson, may you be at peace with your decision."

And with that, all the strength within her burst forward in a final blow against the primordial. Her aura overpowered his and the light faded from Order's eyes. Percy watched as everything left at once. That was what fading was, the absence of everything a being was made up of.

"Percy!" It was her father, screaming her name. Percy went to turn towards him, but only made it partway. Fear flooded her veins as she fell to the ground, she had never felt anything like this. Fire burned within her veins and she gasped for breath. A salty taste appeared in her throat and she coughed, trying to draw in air. "Persephone." Poseidon fell to his knees beside her and Percy looked at him in sadness "Hang on, Apollo's coming, he can help you." Percy knew he couldn't though. It was too late for her.

"No." she rasped, blood running from her nose and mouth "Too. Late." She coughed again and tried to fight the urge to close her eyes. Poseidon sobbed and pulled her into his lap, cradling her. "It's alright." She got these words out without fight and Poseidon looked into her eyes. "I chose," she coughed again and the blood came faster, Air no longer filled her lungs and the fire had died within her veins "My destiny." She smiled sadly at her father as he began to sob harder, hugging her tightly and kissing her forehead.

Apollo appeared on her other side, but already she was fading away. Pain filled the medicine god's eyes and she wished desperately to tell him it was alright, but all she could do was let him know with her eyes. He bowed his head, shaking as tears also streamed down his face. He had understood what she couldn't say.

And with that, Persephone Jackson closed her eyes and faded into the shallow depths of oblivion.

THE END of Shallow Depths